unknownseas | FINAL TRIAL

Eventually, the investigation ends. You have time to move your supplies (and Jimmy Buffetts) off the ship, but it's a hike up to the lighthouse. You're only going to be able to bring what you need.

All that's left is to hope that you have that, after all of this.

The jungle that stretches out into the distance is eerily quiet as you make your way up to the lighthouse - enough time to wonder, certainly, what awaits you in there. Will The Captain finally show you his true face? Can he? There's only one way to find out... time to make your way inside.

Unless you're Magica, the lobby (so to speak) of the lighthouse might be a little overwhelming: piles and piles of pirate treasure to the sides of the room, with a raised, dark glass cylinder in the center. Around that cylinder are a series of makeshift podiums, ready for you all to stand together one last time.

Standing in front of that cylinder is The Captain. Not to get too into details, but though natural processes are slowed, Jack's body isn't exactly in perfect shape, and still moves in that unnerving puppet-y way he has each time you've seen him.

"Welcome... to your-!"

Is what he manages before there's a pair of very loud noises behind you - the first a massive blast of water that draws your attention just before a massive explosion on the side of the SS Swift detonates moments later, sending a blast of energy outwards - which pauses, for a moment, before almost reversing into an implosion that sees all traces of the ship sucked into the aether. A pirate ship you've never seen before sails behind it, visible for just a moment before the doors slam closed.

"... I'll be with you in a moment. Don't go anywhere."

And The Captain leaves the room fast. So fast, in fact, that he... leaves Jack's body behind, though it's too quick to get any kind of good look at him. Ignoring... that, looks like you guys have some time to talk things over! Better make it count.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Ja, certainly. I imagine he'd prefer a fair trade than to feel like he owes us anything.

Are we all in agreement, then?

Who knows, maybe he'll know how to turn our powers back on.

I think we're on the same page...if we are, I'm prepared to vote on that.

Excellent. Let's put in our votes, then— Oh, right. Can you move at all or do you need someone to carry you to it?

I'll do it myself even if it breaks every other bone in my body.

[...he'll risk the rest of his ribs for the sake of his pride.]

...Someone help him. I am not strong enough to do so.

[Don't be an idiot, Lelouch.]

Do you at least want an arm to lean on...?

[if lelouch is killed by his pride then like, fair and probably what he deserves, but let's try not to have another trial today]